The Girl Who Learned To Kneel

The sun is spectacular.

The Sunday brunch at the Saskatchewan Radisson Hotel houses the biggest spread I have ever seen. And even if you eat half a waffle, one egg’s benedict, an apple crepe, one thick sausage, tomato and artichoke hearts salad, a veggie omelette, a spoonful of lentils, one chocolate mousse, an apple strudel…you simply cannot make a dent.

It’s so dry, I feel like a snake shedding my skin…after every shower.

One Starbucks for 200,000 people. Is the Regina population under-caffeinated? I wonder…

The home to North America’s biggest Tim Horton’s. Um…in Regina’s dreams.

Every destination can be reached by car in approximately four to eight minutes. Incidentally, if you have a baby you’re trying to lull to sleep through motion, the proximity of destinations is ANNOYING!

Flat, cold and windy = cheek burn.

Organic groceries cannot be purchased on Sundays. Only pesticide foods can be purchased on weekends. It’s a law.

Quality espresso: non. The best ever rice bread: oui.

It’s a conservative town (so I’m told), which means saying things like: “Vran is a liar. And liars go to hell” and the ‘V’ word (vagina…shhh!) in one’s first ever play might be considered risky.

Xippie says: LOL found a loving home here anyway!

Thanks for the warm welcome, Regina!